Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 534 Tang San: "Little, Little Wu?!"

Amon deceived Chen Hanhai; in that earth-shattering explosion, he saved Tang San, and Tang San did not die.

Sometimes a white lie isn't a bad thing. If it weren't for Amon's intervention, Tang San would have truly lost his dream in Lingdou City and been killed by his former high priest.

Tang San had already had his dream of the God Realm shattered once, and today he almost had his dream of Lingdou City shattered again.

Amon was starting to wonder why Tang San, who was so weak, still had to scheme against the mainland. It was questionable whether his intelligence could even surpass Ye Xishui's.

How exactly did he manage to defeat the Spirit Hall back then?

Could it be as the magic network said, that the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall are even dumber than him? Once the time portal opens, Amon will definitely have to go and fight in one of the timelines to see what's going on.

The faction that could be associated with Tang San's fermented bean curd can now be nailed to the pillar of shame.

In meticulous calculations, Tang San's chances of surviving the Water Explosion Technique were zero. Even with the protection of the Asura God's divine position, it was absolutely impossible for him to survive such an attack.

Even if we go back ten thousand years, to when Tang San had just become a god, if he had encountered this attack, there was a very high chance that he would have died instantly.

After all, without being tempered by immortal energy or drinking the life spring of the Goddess of Life, his physical body at that time was probably only at the level of a third-level god.

In terms of energy output, the Water Explosion Technique, which uses the ocean as fuel, is no weaker than the Dragon God Claw. In the Douluo Continent, the quality of soul power explosion-type soul skills has never been low.

These types of soul skills have both mechanics and numerical values. The stronger the soul power, the stronger the power. Sometimes, they can also gain a field buff in specific locations.

Without any prior knowledge, one is extremely vulnerable to being killed by such soul skills.

In order to save Tang San, many of Amon turned to ashes.

When Tang San saw Chen Hantian, he paused slightly, gave him a deep look, took the honey water from his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

The sweet liquid flowed down my throat, nourishing my internal organs and relieving much of the pain in my body. It also invigorated my spirits.

"Your grandfather betrayed me, why don't you leave?"

"Why did you save me?"

"You are my revered god, my faith, and an existence I must protect with my life. Of course I must save you."

Grandpa's betrayal doesn't represent my thoughts; I am only loyal to you.

Chen Hantian bowed slightly, his posture still respectful, his voice slow and deliberate like a butler reporting to his master. His manners were impeccable, and his posture was very humble.

These words did not dispel Tang San's suspicions; once bitten, twice shy.

Now, the credit of the person surnamed Chen is completely ruined by him; he can't even borrow a bottle of water.

However, it must be said that Chen Hantian's manners are as pleasant as ever. Unlike his grandfather, who was a traitor, this guy knows his place very well. A servant should act like a servant.

"Are you loyal to me?"

"Ha, there are actually people who believe in me."

Tang San chuckled self-deprecatingly. He was clearly somewhat skeptical, but if it weren't for this, he couldn't explain why Chen Hantian would save him.

As someone who personally experienced the explosion, he could feel that Chen Hanhai, that beast, forcibly used his divine sense to concentrate the power of the explosion in the area where he was located.

The killing power offset some of it, but for the whole, this offsetting effect was only a drop in the ocean.

At that time, he had even activated the Killing Domain, and was preparing to forcibly connect to the Asura God's position to preserve his soul.

Under no circumstances should his soul be allowed to fall into the Underworld of Douluo Continent, where a force clearly exists.

He can use the position of the Asura God to travel to other worlds, rebuild his power in those worlds, and then return to the realm of gods.

However, there is a great deal of uncertainty involved. He cannot control his divine position to accurately lock onto a particular world; it is entirely a matter of luck and chance.

If you're unlucky, you might even plunge headfirst into the abyss or the Crimson Plane. If you accidentally end up there, that would be truly disastrous.

I've delivered takeout to the Abyss Saint and the Crimson Mother.

Tang San had discovered these two energy planes long ago in the God Realm, after all, he was in charge of the central hub of the God Realm back then.

According to the rules, he should have destroyed both worlds, but Tang San chose to preserve them and even deliberately concealed the traces of the Abyss Plane.

In his view, the Abyss Plane has a lot of room for manipulation; it can be guided to Douluo Continent, causing a great war between the two worlds.

Let Douluo Continent devour the Abyss Plane, enhance the plane's strength and life core, give Father and Mother a great gift, and incidentally consolidate control over Douluo Star.

Tang San didn't care how many lives would die in Douluo Continent during this time; they were all necessary sacrifices.

This was a grand plan spanning millennia, a brilliant scheme that only he could have conceived in the entire divine realm, but unfortunately it fell through before it could even be implemented.

Come before me.

Tang San shook his head, pulling his thoughts back to reality, and had Chen Hantian stand in front of him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Hantian respectfully stood before Tang San.

"Don't struggle, relax."

As Tang San spoke, a wisp of killing power appeared at his fingertips, which danced in the air and transformed into a small blood sword.

Once the blood sword was formed, it flashed and pierced through the air with a whooshing sound, stabbing fiercely into Chen Hantian's brow.

The crimson light completely disappeared into it, and the blood sword was driven deep into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness like a nail.

This blood sword is a means of control; from now on, all of Chen Hantian's thoughts will be under Tang San's control.

If he harbors any ill intentions in the future, this blood sword will immediately unleash its killing power to destroy Chen Hantian's soul.

Amon, located inside Chen Hantian's body, was completely unconcerned. What Amon feared least was having his mind controlled, because it was impossible to be controlled. On the contrary, this blood sword gave Amon leverage, and some things cannot be thrown away carelessly.

Tang San's blood and divine power are all in his hands. The power of error is best at exploiting loopholes, finding or creating connections and contradictions between things, and then passing them off as real.

The preparations are complete; all that's left is for Tang San to ascend to godhood.

Seeing that Chen Hantian offered no resistance whatsoever, Tang San was quite satisfied and slightly relaxed his guard. As long as he had this blood sword, he would not be betrayed; this was his confidence in the position of the Asura God.

Tang San is now filled with doubt and distrust of everything, wishing he could mark everything with a blood sword mark.

He stood up, looked around, and asked, "Where am I?"

"Still inside the Douling Empire?"

Seeing this, Amon smiled. It was time to turn a new page in the script and introduce new characters.

"Your Excellency, we are in the Hongyu Mountains of the Northern Empire of Douling, located on the border of the Xueling Province."

"We came here because your supporters still exist here."

"The Southern Empire of Douling and the Haotian Sect have already betrayed you, but this side will always be your most loyal servants."

Tang San was a little confused. He recalled the pawns he had planted in Douluo Continent: the Sea God Pavilion, the Clear Sky Sect, the Sea God Family, and the Tang Sect.

The Tang Clan is finished, the Sea God Pavilion has been disbanded, and the Sea God Family needs no further explanation.

When Tang San saw the official announcement on the Demon Network that the Clear Sky Sect had betrayed them and joined the Butterfly Goddess, he was furious!

You have to understand that the Haotian Sect was the power that provided him with the most resources, second only to the Sea God Family. They gave him so many resources, and yet he kicked them to the curb after only a short time in a slump?!

He felt like a clown, working hard to support his girlfriend, only to find her dating someone else the moment he returned from unemployment.

The person he was attracted to was one of the main culprits that led to his unemployment!

Tang San was so angry he almost fainted. He wished he could take the Asura Blood Sword and take Titan and Niu Tian's heads.

He was certain that all the pawns he had planted in Douluo Continent had exploded, so where did the supporters come from?

While Tang San was completely bewildered, three shadows slowly extended at the entrance of the cave as the sunlight shone through them. He immediately became alert, like a cat preparing to hiss.

Chen Hantian shifted his position, a barely perceptible mocking smile on his face, and three figures appeared before Tang San, their appearances coming into view.

Two men and one woman were dressed in clothing that Tang San was quite familiar with—clothing from the Tang Clan, specifically the style from their founding ten thousand years ago.

The two men were nothing special; their aura was that of a Soul Emperor. Even though Tang San was on the verge of death, he could crush them with his fingers, provided that they didn't possess any extraordinary soul skills.

Tang San was already somewhat afraid of the hidden soul skills of soul masters, so who would have thought that a ten-thousand-year soul skill would be the Water Explosion Technique, which almost killed him.

The woman made Tang San's eyes widen, and his whole body began to tremble, as if someone had turned on some wonderful little switch.

"Little...Little Mai?!"